Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, Volume 9

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James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch
J. Fraser, 1874 - Authors
Contains the first printing of Sartor resartus, as well as other works by Thomas Carlyle.
 

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Page 127 - The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Page 147 - I rejoice that America has resisted. Three millions of people, so dead to all the feelings of liberty as voluntarily to submit to be slaves, would have been fit instruments to make slaves of the rest.
Page 6 - Will you walk into my parlour?" said the Spider to the Fly," 'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy; The way into my parlour is up a winding stair, And I have many curious things to show when you are there."
Page 281 - Thus the mind itself is bowed to the yoke : even in what people do for pleasure, conformity is the first thing thought of; they like in crowds; they exercise choice only among things commonly done : peculiarity of taste, eccentricity of conduct, are shunned equally with crimes : until by dint of not following their own nature, they have no nature to follow : their human capacities are withered and starved : they become incapable of any strong wishes or native pleasures, and are generally without...
Page 231 - ... esse apibus partem divinae mentis et haustus 220 aetherios dixere ; deum namque ire per omnes terrasque tractusque maris caelumque profundum ; hinc pecudes, armenta, viros, genus omne ferarum, quemque sibi tenues nascentem arcessere vitas ; scilicet hue reddi deinde ac resoluta referri omnia, nec morti esse locum, sed viva volare sideris in numerum atque alto succedere caelo.
Page 416 - HAPPY is England ! I could be content To see no other verdure than its own : To feel no other breezes than are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent ; Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment For skies Italian, and an inward groan To sit upon an Alp as on a throne, And half forget what world or worldling meant.
Page 88 - Herm is a mile and a half in length, and half a mile in breadth...
Page 472 - Come, come, my lord, untie your folded thoughts, And let them dangle loose, as a bride's hair.
Page 391 - This grove is wild with tangling underwood, And the trim walks are broken up, and grass, Thin grass and king-cups grow within the paths. But never elsewhere in one place I knew So many nightingales; and far and near, In wood and thicket, over the wide grove, They answer and provoke each other's song, With skirmish and capricious passagings, And murmurs musical and swift jug jug, And one low piping sound more sweet than all...
Page 511 - What is your life ? It is even as a vapour that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.

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